Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

At this moment, Fang Jiayun seemed somewhat disoriented, her eyes hazy, her body limp and powerless, leaving her completely at Sun Zhe’s mercy.

Sun Zhe merely grabbed her ponytail and lifted it casually, forcing her to kneel on the sofa and crawl toward Sun Zhe, with her slender hands weakly placed on Sun Zhe’s waist, slowly approaching with her head.

In the view outside the living room door of Fang Ruoxue, she seemed somewhat proactive. Sun Zhe had just fed her that dripping, mucus-covered filthy thing, and she opened her mouth to welcome it, looking a bit eager.

”Woo woo woo...”

Sun Zhe tightly gripped her ponytail with one hand, slowly swinging her head back and forth, his face full of intoxicated expression with closed eyes.

Fang Jiayun’s beautiful eyes were tightly closed, glittering at the corners, swallowing with relish, as if it was so delicious that her eyes were watering.

A wisp of warm fragrance flowed along the bulging veins of the sinister snake body, trickling from her chin to her snowy neck, and finally into that ravine...

Outside the living room door.

Fang Ruoxue really couldn’t bear it any longer, she closed her eyes, turned around, took a deep breath, her pink fists tightly clenched and trembling, with a bone-chilling murderous intent in her eyes.

”You little bastard, just wait for me!”

”...”

...

”Cough cough cough cough cough...”

Presently.

After helping Sun Zhe clean up the crime tool, Fang Jiayun hurriedly withdrew to one side, lowered her head, and coughed repeatedly on the ground in front of the sofa, spitting out a large pool of viscous crystalline.

Nearby, Sun Zhe leisurely dressed himself, then sat on the sofa, exhaling a long breath.

After a bout of venting, although he was not yet satisfied, he felt much lighter overall.

However, as the Yin Essence captured from Fang Jiayun was digested and absorbed, he felt a swelling pain inside his body.

”Go see my dad quickly, I’m leaving!”

While Sun Zhe was secretly checking the change in his Dantian, Fang Jiayun suddenly turned her head, glaring at him with a mixture of shame and resentment.

After speaking, Fang Jiayun was about to turn and get off the sofa, but just as she stood up, her legs went weak, nearly causing her to stumble to the ground.

Fortunately, Sun Zhe reacted swiftly, reaching out to stabilize her.

Looking at the trembling and unstable Fang Jiayun, Sun Zhe teased with a smile: ”Look at you, your legs are too weak to stand properly, and you still want to go out and have fun?”

”None of your business!”

Fang Jiayun snapped angrily, pushing away his hand, ”Don’t touch me!”

Sun Zhe shrugged, ”Alright, dear daughter.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Jiayun gave him a chilling glare, biting her lip, gasping and walking away with difficulty.

Sun Zhe didn’t bother with her further, picked up the medical kit on the coffee table and headed upstairs.

...

On the second floor of the villa.

Inside Fang Ruoxue’s bedroom.

Sun Zhe placed the medical kit on the bedside cabinet, secretly activating his Yin Yang X-ray Vision, then walked to the bed, uncovering the blanket over Zhou Yao’s body, and also lifted his eyelids and checked his lips...

Presently.

After a series of examinations, Sun Zhe nodded with satisfaction, then opened the medical kit and took out the needle pouch, planning to give Zhou Yao another acupuncture treatment.

”At this rate, he should recover in about another half a month.”

”Though I wonder if it’s really like Fang Ruoxue said, that he gets along well with my dad.”

”Hopefully, I can probe some information about my dad from him.”

”...”

Sun Zhe busied himself until past three in the afternoon.

After the acupuncture concluded, Sun Zhe promptly removed the silver needles inserted in Zhou Yao’s body, and wiped the sweat off his forehead with a hand.

After tidying up, Sun Zhe picked up the medical kit to leave, when the crisp sound of high heels suddenly resonated at the doorway.

Looking up, he saw Fang Ruoxue, his eyes brightening unconsciously.

That pair of long, sleek legs in flesh stockings, truly never tire the eyes, embodying the word ”sexy” to the fullest extent.

With the white base and blue floral cheongsam, it also imparted a fleeting sense of elegance, making one reluctant to desecrate.

But seeing the graceful and dignified beauty before him, Sun Zhe’s mind was full of ways to desecrate it.

As his thoughts wandered, his lower abdomen started heating up, the Yang Qi within seemed to ignite.

Although he had thoroughly vented with Fang Jiayun earlier in the living room, he truly had been strained, to the extent of losing rationality, forgetting to use the ”Dragon Taming Heart Method” to temper the excess True Qi within.

And now having vented, there wasn’t a loss of rationality, so he had a spur-of-the-moment idea to try using Fang Ruoxue, to see whether he could use the Dragon Taming Heart Method to channel the excess True Qi.

”Oh, the Chairman Fang is back?”

Sun Zhe walked up and greeted her with a smile.

Fang Ruoxue, however, kept an indifferent expression, too lazy to lay her eyes on Sun Zhe, with an icy edge gleaming coldly beneath her gaze.

If it were someone else, they’d likely already be chilled to the bone by her aura, afraid to act recklessly.

But to Sun Zhe, Fang Ruoxue’s icy attitude further incited his desire to conquer.

”How is he?”

Fang Ruoxue shot Sun Zhe a glance, and asked flatly, her gaze filled with disdain.

Every time she saw Sun Zhe, she would think of the unspeakable scenes she secretly watched outside the living room door earlier.

To avoid getting discovered by Sun Zhe and Fang Jiayun that she had long returned home, she had hidden in the backyard for quite a while before emerging when Fang Jiayun left.

Sun Zhe glanced at Zhou Yao on the bed and chuckled: ”Don’t worry, your husband is doing quite well, his recovery is decent, and in about half a month, he’ll be holding your buttocks, tirelessly doing you day and night.”

Hearing this, Fang Ruoxue merely uttered an indifferent ”Oh,” seemingly oblivious to Sun Zhe’s vulgar words, she directly walked over to check Zhou Yao’s condition.

Looking at Zhou Yao’s emaciated figure on the bed, she suddenly felt a piercing pain in her heart.

Putting down the medical kit, Sun Zhe approached behind her, gently clung to her, resting his chin on her shoulder, breathing in her fragrance greedily.

The scent emitted from this mature woman was truly life-threatening!

And feeling the hot, intrusive sensation from her tender buttocks, Fang Ruoxue shivered uncontrollably with tension.

She turned her head, casting a forlorn glance at Sun Zhe, coldly questioning, ”What do you want to do?”

Sun Zhe leaned forward and lightly nibbled at her diamond-studded earring, whispering: ”In this room, aside from you, what else can I do?”

Fang Ruoxue’s pretty face flushed, secretly cursing him for being disgusting, thinking that having finished with Yun’er in the living room, he now wants to mess with me too. Truly an indefatigable little scoundrel!

Day after day, where does all this energy come from?

Yet she wasn’t intending to refuse.

Despite her bitter hatred for Sun Zhe, she hadn’t lost her reason, still able to maintain emotional stability.

At present, Zhou Yao and her breakthrough in cultivation were the most important.

Thus, she would tolerate this little bastard a bit longer!

”Go take a shower first, you’re sweaty and stink to death.”

Fang Ruoxue turned to push Sun Zhe away, her face full of contempt.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Sun Zhe embraced her soft waist directly, pulling her face-to-face into his arms.

That towering luscious bosom pressed firmly onto the solid chest muscles even through the fabric...

”Ah... let me go!”

”...”